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From Monsters to Grace

PostPosted: Thu Aug 07, 2014 12:15 am
by Ann_is_Alive
From Monsters to Grace

Games in my head,
curled up in my bed.
Monsters in my mind,
no answers to find.

Why me? Why at all?
Cuz I am small.
Cuz I am not strong.
Cuz I did wrong.

Creeping under my skin,
it has finally sunk in.
I stand hopeless in the rain,
no feeling just my pain.

I understood,
i am no good.
I am bad,
you are my dad.

It goes by so very fast,
no escape from the past.
No hope for tomorrow,
as I run filled with sorrow.

I am growing very tired,
i know what is desired.
Healing from my broken heart,
i see the clouds begin to part.

Eternal light from up above,
raining down His everlasting love.
Sorrow surrenders to His grace,
Body, Mind and Spirit in His embrace.

Amen



ty for listening



ann

Re: From Monsters to Grace

PostPosted: Thu Aug 07, 2014 5:30 am
by dema
Ann, you are amazingly and impressively strong. Surviving what you went through. Breathing another breath. Your strength amazes me.

You know you did nothing wrong.

The housekeeping you did at six. All the hard work you did - you tried so hard to please. Ann, you were and are wonderful. Wonderful but in an awful, awful place.

You are beautiful and you are wonderful. Hugs. *hug5*